My little human

MARCELLUS’ POV.

I could see her cheeks flush red; she bit subconsciously against her lower lip, averting her gaze from mine. I loved how innocent yet stubborn she was.

“Come closer,” I ordered her, not for once taking my eyes off her. She swallowed a visible lump in her throat, taking slow steps towards me.

“Closer.” I asserted, she took slow steps yet again; I was running low on my patience, and I yanked her by the arm, causing her to lurch forward, stumbling against my chest.

“I'm so sorry, your highness… I didn't see… I didn't mean to” She apologized, her lips quivering from fear. An amused smile settled on my lips as I trailed my fingers along her cheeks and then her lips; slowly they moved towards her chin, raising her eyes to meet with mine.

“Marcellus, call me Marcellus when it’s just us… And don't shy away from me; you have beautiful eyes, Fiona." She blushed even harder hearing my words; I was fighting the urge I had in me not to sink down my teeth into her skin and claim her as mine.

“Go on... try it,” I asked once again,

“Marcellus” she slurred out the words; never had I felt so excited to hear my name slip through another's lips. I smacked my lips together, my eye trailing down to her plump lips.

Unable to hold a restraint any longer, I pulled her closer, wrapping my arms around her waist, and lapping my tongue against hers. She had tensed up at first, but slowly parted her lips, granting access for me to go to slide my lips past hers…

Fuck! She tasted delicious; I wanted more! My grip against her waist became firmer, and I pressed my body against hers; I could feel my hardness rub against her thighs.

A light whimper and moan eased through her lips, making my sanity teeter at the edge. I pulled away from the kiss, my lips trailing off to her ears; she flinched, throwing her head backward, her body shuddering in my grasp.

“Marcellus… Stopp”, she whispered., I could smell her arousal; its strong scent attacked my nostrils, and a frustrated groan coursed through my lips.

I ripped myself away from her to see the beautiful mess I made; she was panting hard now, sucking hair greedily, and her face and ears had gone red… She was human; she was fragile, but merely kissing her had made my wolf and I go nuts more than we had ever done…

I wanted her so bad.

“I want to see you, your body, every inch of it. Strip for me, Fiona.” I asked, holding a growl in my throat.

She blushed again, fiddling with the hem of her dress.

“Don't shy away, I told you, Fiona… You have pretty eyes, so you'd rather strip, or I'll have it done for you,” I asked again, trying not to scare her or force her; my tone came on curt and firm.

“I've never... It's my first time; I'm not ready yet.” Her voice was shaky as she spoke, and a smirk stretched on my lips seeing how naive she was, she looked beautiful, and I instantly became insecure; I didn't want her wandering around the halls anymore and I didn't want her out of this room either.

The mere thought of another male gawking at her made my belly churn, but I'll have to settle that later. I have more pressing issues at hand, like studying every inch of her body today.

“I bought you; I own you. In other words, you belong to me; you can't deny me anything, Fiona; you are my property now; shouldn't you know your place?” I asked, teasing her in every possible way, her silence was deafening, and tension rose between us.

“I'm sorry... It's just... I... I'm .” She stuttered, finally raising her gaze to meet with mine, they held a glassy appearance, like she had been trying to hold in tears.

It looked fun to me. I wasn't sick, twisted, and perverted, but seeing how easy it was for her to break excited me more.

“Crying? Is that meant to change my mind?” I asked, but she said nothing. I could see how hard she was biting on her lips, trying to hold a restraint on herself to prevent herself from bursting into tears.

I could only wonder if I pushed a little bit harder, would she cry? If I teased her some more, what would she look like? Crying her eyes out? Fuck! She would look pretty as hell, tears glistening through her eyes, down towards her cheeks, her light sobbing carrying a loud echo in the room.

But I had no intention to go that far.

“Don't go around acting all weak, Fiona now you live in the pack … Being a mistress of the alpha, it required strength; besides, I was merely joking; I didn't mean to make you cry.” Having said that, I placed soft pecks on both of her eyes, and I could see how relieved she was quickly to be.

“You still have to strip though, isn't it right that I get to check and touch my merchandise? I wouldn't want to have spoiled goods.” I groaned, reaching for her top,

“Wait!” She cut in absurdly; I was becoming impatient, but I tried not to show it; I corked up my eyebrows, groaning from displeasure.

“What is it this time?”

“Can you be gentle, I'm scared; I know nothing. I'm worried you would not be pleased with me. I don't know how to please a man. I've heard things, though. I can try. “Her lip pursed for a moment, a brief silence between us.

“That's what you were worried about?” I asked, amused by her even more,

“Yes... I'm worried you might not find me useful, or you might not be pleased with my sloppiness during sex, and if so, you would loathe me, and I'll disgust you, and in the end… I'm afraid you would return me back to my family” . She explained in a tone of resignation, a smug grin riled up my lips hearing those words she had spoken with such innocence; a naive lady she really was.

I had no interest in letting her go; in fact, I would ensure she remained within the pack mansion walls all her life. I wanted her; she was Mine., although I wouldn't show her how much effect he had on me.

“I get bored easily. And I hate inexperienced women; if you aren't to my satisfaction, you are right: I'll have no use for you, so you just have to do better and show me what you've got.”